| Dirty Shades |
|---|
| When I’m drawn |
| towards the heavy star |
| I choose to remember |
| your suttle way, |
| your dirty shades, |
| your endless praise, |
| your retro hate. |
| Sleeping in your car, |
| eating breakfast in the park, |
| drinking gold until the morning. |
| The barn, the stars, |
| your new guitar. |
| Smalltowns, posers, |
| three white princes by the wall. |
| The park, the dance, the dark, |
| this right here, the bird, |
| skateboard, summer, |
| punk rock shows |
| how nothing is fun anymore. |
| Seeing the world through |
| your dirty shades. |
